video;

[innominata]

[ When the video feed flickers on, it catches the girl from an extreme angle. She comes into clear view as she holds up the tablet and frowns at it.

The face is familiar, but there are differences. Thin always, she's too skinny now; her eyes are almost too big on her face. Her hair is a little longer and raggedly cut. Her clothes, a once fine page's garb, have turned to rags.

Sitting on the ground, Arya turns the tablet over. Her legs and the ground come briefly into view. She tosses the tablet aside with a frustrated sound. Enjoy that shot of the sky. Well. Clouds. ]

This is all stupid.

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[innominata]

[ Over her shock, it takes her a bit to ask the next question. ]

You don't know me?

[incorrupt]

No, should I?

[innominata]

What's your name?

[incorrupt]

Sharpe.

So you think you know me, but you don't know me name?

[innominata]

I thought you looked like someone I knew.

[incorrupt]

Yeah? And would his name be Sharpe?

[innominata]

No.

[incorrupt]

Then he ain't me. [ Pause. ] You've got a name, kid?

[innominata]

No.

[ Arya fumbles before shutting the damn thing off. Then she really does throw it hard enough to crack. At least it should have. She glares at it from where she sits, eyes burning with unshed tears. ]